##$Noli's$ $Hallucinations$

Elliot's POV

Another game began, it was Noli's turn now, the newest assassin who was hateful just by seeing his face, it was easy to hide, it was difficult to survive against him. His high speed was annoying, especially how he could reach his victims from afar, but the worst thing about him was his hallucinations that he gave randomly If you paid attention well, you could easily distinguish between what is fake and reality, unlike certain players who were just about to lose their heads. One of them was Guest 1337, the toughest military soldier that team had, he helped, protected, did his job, but his stress was already reaching the limit after being deceived once again by the hallucination Shedletsky and Guest 1337they ran to a certain place to maybe try to hit Noli, the soldier was so stressed that what was most on his mind was to advance on Noli and finish off his other half face, I was already fed up with that hell that Spectre had put them in there

Guest stopped, heard that unbearable sound of the killer, and already full of adrenaline he punched Noli in the stomach, or whatever that part of his body was, Guest didn't wait for him to do it another move, he grabbed that purple neck like a corpse and punched his face so hard that he didn't even stop to see the blood on his fists, the more he punched that body, the more his anger increased

Shedletsky looked at gras and screamed at Guest with all his vocal cords for him to stop what he was doing and why he was doing it. Was this greasy animal really going to defend a merciless killer?!?Guest only stopped punching Noli when that symbol of Noli smiling appeared in his eyes, meaning it was another hallucination, but that didn't mean he was punching the air, did it? oh, $no$ When his eyes finally saw beyond the blur, he saw that yellow skin, his hand gripping the edges of Elliot's red uniform. God, he looked terrible, his face was all ripped up and destroyed, one of his eyes was almost black from how many punches he took, his eyes were red and swollen with tears running down his chin, the blood was running down his nose as if it would never end. Maybe he had broken his nose? (Pfft, noses are made of Roblox blocks.) His body was shaking, and his poor hands were trying to reach him, to free him from the great suffocation he was suffering from the grip on his neck and the strength of Guest's hand.

Realizing what he had done, he released Elliot, the other falling weakly to the ground.